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This donghua is adapted from the novel Zhu Xian written by Xiao Ding

ZHU XIAN Immortal Executioner

Episode 3

Wine

Ten years of obsession

ultimately leads to emptiness.

Life holds no cause for grief.

Death bears no bitterness.

Wine.

Bring me more wine.

Sir,

you can't drink anymore.

Drunkenness harms your body.

Wine

Where is your home?

Let me take you back.

Home?

Where is my home?

Can I still go back?

Stupid monkey.

I knew it was you who stole the roast chicken.

Gray?

What are you doing here?

Wine

Mr. Gui Li?

What happened?

Hurt by a lady.

Grandfather,

let's take them with us.

We are not running a charity.

Why do you keep taking in others?

He has so many enemies.

Taking him with us

is asking for trouble.

Gui Li is not just anyone.

He saved my life in the Dead Marsh.

Anyway,

I can't ignore him.

Go help her.

So oblivious.

That's so wrong!

You and your mother

look really alike.

Even the temper is similar.

For so many years,

I only fear not treating you well.

That way, even if I've gone to the underworld,

I wouldn't have the face to meet your mother.

It's been three days.

The leader

still hasn't come out.

Leader.

Leader.

You...

I look

much older, don't I?

Leader,

after the Grand Shaman's death,

I took the liberty

to cremate him.

The master exhausted his vitality

to repair Biyao's consciousness.

Although it almost failed,

he will be considered a great benefactor of the Ghost King Sect.

The deputy leader left a letter for me,

asking me to take Grand Shaman

back to Qili Village.

That's good.

Mr. Long,

after sending the master back to Nanjiang,

if the Jin Tribe have any difficulties,

the Ghost King Sect

should help them a little.

Yes.

How about him?

He's in the room.

He locked himself in for three days.

He left

this morning.

Where did he go?

All heartbroken people.

The White Tiger Messenger sent a message.

Myriad mountains are collapsing.

A crisis is unfolding.

Since Biyao is gone,

let's use the world to make amends.

To Master Daoxuan, from Yun Yilan

Qingyun will not let the world down.

That's all for

what happened.

I didn't expect such twists.

Xueqi,

you've worked hard on this trip.

Xueqi,

go back and take a rest.

Yes.

Zhang Xiaofan!

We are also responsible

for what he has become now.

You think

I was wrong back then?

It's fate.

If it were me,

I would do the same.

With Xueqi's cultivation,

character,

and aptitude,

among all righteous sects,

no one of the younger generation can surpass her.

It's just that everything between her and that person

has long been

widely rumored inside our sect.

The passionate affairs of youth.

The principles of the sect.

There must be a balance of priorities.

How could the thousand-year reputation

of Qingyun be damaged under our watch?

Master,

Xueqi will never let Qingyun down.

I know you have high expectations for Xueqi.

I feel the same.

Hope she can figure it out soon.

Don't hesitate to end it.

Such a fine weather suddenly changed?

Why so many locusts?

The crops are going to suffer.

Close the door now.

Go back.

A thousand years have passed.

The world you guard

is still so dull.

This mark was left here long ago.

Yet the sadness in the sword's intent still lingers.

The hostility feels as if it shares the same origin with me.

Interesting.

Bring it back.

Fortunetelling

Carrying this burden,

when we arrive

at Qingyun,

there would be nowhere to stay.

That's true.

No way.

In this remote wilderness,

he'll surely be doomed if left alone.

You're underestimating him.

Good enough he won't take others' lives.

One must repay kindness.

Do you want me to be ungrateful?

Reaching Heyang City...

Don't know where that beast demon is now.

They're heading to Mount Qingyun to seek shelter?

It's already late.

Let's stay here

and rest for the night.

Gui Li.

Will you

surrender?

Order

I've been waiting for this day for so long.

What's wrong?

Three-Eyed Monkey.

Could it be

Gray?

Monster.

Monster.

What did you do?

You angered it.

I...

I...

What

is this?

Fortunetelling

Hurry up!

Let's go.

Grandfather.

Gui Li...

To take care of others,

you must first ensure your own life.

Go.

Quickly.

The rest

is up to me.

A mere mortal

can control such hostility?

This power is surprisingly similar to Soul Devourer's.

Master.

Madam.

Qingyun Sect

What exactly

was the scene just now?

Interesting.

Interesting.

Want to run away?

So it turns out

to be a shadow as its form.

Destroy.

Able to crush my hostility?

It's getting more and more interesting.

Are you okay?

Order

Gui Li.

You...

You're not dead.

Do you want to kill me?

That's right.

I do want to kill you.

Clan extermination grudge

Order

cannot go unavenged.

Kill me if you want.

Stop looking.

Why would I kill you

when I can't save her anyway?

It's been ten years.

What on earth have I done?

What on earth do I

live for?

What's wrong?

Where are you going?

Where

can I go?

Where

should I go?

Life is short.

Why trouble yourself unnecessarily?

Just follow your heart.

Where your heart is at peace,

that is your home.

The waning moon hangs in the long night, clouds veiling the stars

Empty mountains, withered grass all gone

The western wind brushes sorrow across a thousand miles

Bamboo shadows ripple on emerald peaks

Pour a drifting cup, asking heaven and earth

How can one escape fate?

Even with temples grayed by hardship, I never let go

Smoke rises from the hearth of the bamboo dwelling

Where can I seek and find it?

Half a life adrift, always a traveler against the tide

All in vain

Love and hate, sorrow and joy—all are fated

Dreams return to the past

The scene remains, the people have changed—silent, I stroll the old woods

Though the tribulations have passed

The wound in the heart still will not heal

When will I return home?

Where can I seek and find it?

Half a life adrift, always a traveler against the tide

All in vain

Love and hate, sorrow and joy—all are fated

Dreams return to the past

The scene remains, the people have changed—silent, I stroll the old woods

Though the tribulations have passed

The wound in the heart still will not heal

When will I return home?

Though the tribulations have passed

The wound in the heart still will not heal

When will I

return home?